I haven't posted in a while - the injustice!
This past weekend I went on a camping trip with some of my friends. It's no secret that I'm not an outdoorsy person, but I didn't break any bones this time. I had fun, but with every willing trip I take I only reaffirm myself of my disdain for all things in the wild.
I got back Sunday afternoon, thankful for my electricity and plumbing and legitimate food and mattress. Then, because God loves me so much, I started feeling sick on Monday. Two days later and I swear I'm on my deathbed with the flu. I've been sweating non-stop even though I'm absolutely freezing. It really isn't that fun; googling remedies and watching Grey's Anatomy don't exactly help matters since they both bring out the extreme hypochondriac in me and I'm convinced I'm somehow dying. Pray for my health!